I think what we all need to remember is that Christmas is the time for rejuvenation, for recharging, for indulgence, and if we are NOT partaking in the merriment, it's not EVERYONE ELSE that is wrong.
"How can he sit and eat a whole plate of mince pies?! That's disgusting."
No, it's not. It's Christmas.
"He's having seconds at Christmas Dinner. He must be binging."
No, he's having Christmas Dinner.
"You already had your dinner and now you're opening the Celebrations and a bottle of Baileys? It's Boxing Day!! Christmas is over, there's no excuse for your behaviour!"
No, everyone else is normal. These are eating disorder thoughts. Do you think Aunty Maude is fretting about whether or not to have sherry OR a Christmas cake because it will send her over some arbitrary daily number? Will Aunty Maude become clinically obese or bmi 14 critical underweight based on a single season of indulgence or restriction? No.
I'm not saying we should live our lives going NUTS, but this is the season where everyone - tiny tots, golden oldies, the jolly rotund and the rake-skeletons have fun and just FORGET about all that nonsense, they wear stupid jerseys and hug, and get drunk. Use this to be your "First celebration of the rest of your life", to put a date on "When I finally decided life wasn't worth the heartache" and decided to let loose, because 2013 would be the year you'd start to live a more human, not robotic, life!